Frank Tate - Shadow of Def lyrics

Yo, I'm a, I'm a crazy fresh, crazy fresh Crazy silly fresh DJ. Bam! Cradle rock style! Yo Now sit right back as I bust a rhyme I've got the freshest beats and I'm always on time I'm the baddest of the best, yeah I'm the king, word Master of beats, and the cross-fader I'll cut off your hand just like Darth Vader You Step to me And you're gonna get dissed,homeboy Come into my crib Maybe we could chill I might cap somebody Or kick 'em in the grill I'm the DJ, he's the rapper And the homeboys try to stand I'm the DJ, he's the rapper In the Valley of the Shadow of Def Yo, unh, yo, yo, come on Yo, homeboys come And homeboys go But I still kick the Latin lingo Mi Español es no muy bueno I'm stone cold standin' And rhymin' on the wax I give the old ladies heart attacks 'Cause I'm fresh and dope and I'm dissin' whack MCs I got all my teeth capped Chains to show my wealth And I check myself Before I wreck myself I'm the DJ, he's the rapper And the homeboys try to stand I'm the DJ, he's the rapper In the Valley of the Shadow of Def Break it down Well my name is Frankie T., and I'm here to talk About the meaning of 5 minute walk Some say it's whack, some say it's ill Myself, homeboy, thinks it's pretty chill Turn off the TV, put down the phone Go talk to J.C. and be alone Talk to him five minutes a day He won't wig out or give you play He will not diss you in the end In fact, J.C.'s my freshest friend Come on homeboys Here we go I'm the DJ, he's the rapper And the homeboys try to stand I'm the DJ, he's the rapper In the Valley of the Shadow of Def I'm the DJ, he's the rapper I'm the DJ, he's the rapper I'm the DJ, he's the rapper I'm the DJ, he's the rapper